I do not trust the man upstairs with my personal information,
I see no need to let Him in on my affairs.
I told him that I would explain the status of my relationship when I was ready,
but He had no respect for my privacy.
I hung up the scarf for the final time that day,
I was no longer pursuing my dream of working with my hands.
He didn't like that.
"Nonsense," he howled in my face.
I can barely believe how uncouth this fellow is.